Monday, December 21, 2009

Five A.M. Observations About Oz

So, if water melts a Wicked Witch, how does she take a bath?

I know from Frank Zappa that ships (as a rule) arrive too late to save drowning witches, but it matters not if they dissolve when placed in water. Salt water must really do a number on a witch's skin. All that remains is the pointy hat, and that alone is hardly worthy of rescue.

Or does she even bathe? And if not, is that why her skin is green?

Or was she belted by gamma rays?

Or does she just reek to high heaven?

And ... could you even smell her in a castle filled with flying monkeys? After all, only the Great and Powerful Oz himself knows where the turrets and castle corners are that might contain fistfuls of flung simian poo.

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Making the world safe for useless television minutia, cheap super-hero claptrap, broken toys from childhoods past and present, four color fantasies, cult movies, and the simpler life of Mayberry RFD (but only the black and white ones). Oh, I'm also a freelance writer (hence the blog entries on books and publishing that appear from time to time).